I'm A Reflection Of The Community.

While I'm Dreaming, Wake Up Screaming, Cuz I Can Hear Them Suckas Scheming.

A Lot Of People, Black, White, Mexican, Young Or Old, Fat Or Skinny Have A Problem Being True To They Self. They Have A Problem Looking In The Mirror And Looking Directly Into Their Own Souls. Only Reason I Am Who I Am Today Is Because I Can Look Directly Into My Face And Find My Soul

Dont Blame Me, I Was Given This World, I Didn't Make It.

Sometimes When I'm Alone I Cry, Cause I Am On My Own. The Tears I Cry Are Bitter And Warm. They Flow With Life But Take No Form I Cry Because My Heart Is Torn. I Find It Difficult To Carry On. If I Had An Ear To Confide In, I Would Cry Among My Treasured Friend, But Who Do You Know That Stops That Long, To Help Another Carry On. The World Moves Fast And It Would Rather Pass By. Then To Stop And See What Makes One Cry, So Painful And Sad. And Sometimes... I Cry And No One Cares About Why.

Mama Gave Birth To A Hell Raising Heavenly Son. See The Doctor Tried To Smack Me, But I Smacked Him Back.